Post by Millson and Simpson on Oct 25, 2010 13:32:59 GMT -5
The Mighty One slumps in the middle of the ring, dejected by his loss to Ryan Hughes, but the crowd cheer nonetheless, as they praise the huge effort by the relative rookie in this match. As Millson climbs to his feet with the aid of the ropes, the crowd applaud the young man, who holds his head down, knowing that he could have grabbed the iron ring in this match. The Ultimate Ego looks at the applauding fans in Boston and waves his hands, telling them to stop cheering, which they do. As the crowd look at each other bemusedly, the Daddy's Boy goes to the ropes nearest the announce table, and receives a mic.
Don't applaud me. I don't deserve it. You guys do.
Millson rests the mic in his armpit and claps to the fans on each side of the ring, gathering huge cheers from the Massachusett Maniacs. As the cheers die down, the Tyrant of Technique stands in the centre of the ring and smiles.
You know, I was foolish to think that my failures were because of you. When I lost on my GHW debut, I blamed you. But I was wrong. That's why from now on, my career is going to be based around what you guys want, and so Reeves, Eli, I'm sorry, but I have to leave the Revolutionaries. I'm going to make my own path, but good luck with the TV title, Reeves. You never know, I might meet you again for it.
As the Daddy's Boy keeps smiling and pumping up the fans, the hulking figure of Big Robertson Ryder walks down the ramp, still feeling the effects of the beating he took at the hands of the Corps. The Guyanese Goliath slides underneath the ring and grabs the Triple M Experience, spinning him around by his shoulder to face Ryder.
What the hell? What are you playing at? This crowd treated you like dirt, Millson. You think that one loss is going to change that. The only reason I waited on you hand and foot was because we had one thing in common. We both hated these inbred hicks and their damn opinions. Well guess what? If you're leaving Reeves and Young, then I'm staying with them. You can put on your own freakin' towels.
The Giant Jebornie turns and walks away to the other side of the ring, about to leave, when MMM II puts a hand on his shoulder in an attempt to reason with him.
Hey, man. I know you're right at home with the Revolutionaries, but you could always come with me. We could make great tag team champions, you've got to admit.
The look Robertson Ryder gives Mighty Man Millson II could break down a building as he turns completely on his heel and stares at the Daddy's Boy.
Tag Team champions? Tag Team champions? I'm the next New Age champion.
As qucik as a flash, Ryder kicks Millson in the gut, forcing the weakened Englishman to double up, and BRR follows up by grabbing the back of the neck and throwing Millson into the steel turnbuckle shoulder-first, the momentum almost throwing back the Ultimate Ego. As it is, MMM II does well to stay on his feet, but he backs into the huge arms of Ryder, who locks his arms around the head of the Daddy's Boy, completely engulfing him, as the move he calls the Sleeping Beauty slowly renders the Mighty One unconcious and the crew of referees and officials struggle to drag the 343 pound frame of Big Robertson Ryder off Mighty Man Millson II.
EOT- In case you didn't notice, Big Mighty Ltd. are officially out of business.
BRR will continue with the Revolutionaries, so Reeves, feel free to use him as a bodyguard whenever you want.
MMM II is now a face and he's making a singles career.
Don't applaud me. I don't deserve it. You guys do.
Millson rests the mic in his armpit and claps to the fans on each side of the ring, gathering huge cheers from the Massachusett Maniacs. As the cheers die down, the Tyrant of Technique stands in the centre of the ring and smiles.
You know, I was foolish to think that my failures were because of you. When I lost on my GHW debut, I blamed you. But I was wrong. That's why from now on, my career is going to be based around what you guys want, and so Reeves, Eli, I'm sorry, but I have to leave the Revolutionaries. I'm going to make my own path, but good luck with the TV title, Reeves. You never know, I might meet you again for it.
As the Daddy's Boy keeps smiling and pumping up the fans, the hulking figure of Big Robertson Ryder walks down the ramp, still feeling the effects of the beating he took at the hands of the Corps. The Guyanese Goliath slides underneath the ring and grabs the Triple M Experience, spinning him around by his shoulder to face Ryder.
What the hell? What are you playing at? This crowd treated you like dirt, Millson. You think that one loss is going to change that. The only reason I waited on you hand and foot was because we had one thing in common. We both hated these inbred hicks and their damn opinions. Well guess what? If you're leaving Reeves and Young, then I'm staying with them. You can put on your own freakin' towels.
The Giant Jebornie turns and walks away to the other side of the ring, about to leave, when MMM II puts a hand on his shoulder in an attempt to reason with him.
Hey, man. I know you're right at home with the Revolutionaries, but you could always come with me. We could make great tag team champions, you've got to admit.
The look Robertson Ryder gives Mighty Man Millson II could break down a building as he turns completely on his heel and stares at the Daddy's Boy.
Tag Team champions? Tag Team champions? I'm the next New Age champion.
As qucik as a flash, Ryder kicks Millson in the gut, forcing the weakened Englishman to double up, and BRR follows up by grabbing the back of the neck and throwing Millson into the steel turnbuckle shoulder-first, the momentum almost throwing back the Ultimate Ego. As it is, MMM II does well to stay on his feet, but he backs into the huge arms of Ryder, who locks his arms around the head of the Daddy's Boy, completely engulfing him, as the move he calls the Sleeping Beauty slowly renders the Mighty One unconcious and the crew of referees and officials struggle to drag the 343 pound frame of Big Robertson Ryder off Mighty Man Millson II.
EOT- In case you didn't notice, Big Mighty Ltd. are officially out of business.
BRR will continue with the Revolutionaries, so Reeves, feel free to use him as a bodyguard whenever you want.
MMM II is now a face and he's making a singles career.
